Lustual Seduction

Lustual Seduction

Lust is the empty shell love hatched from. Lust is the desire for one’s self, masked as a physical want for another, it is hoping and praying for reciprocation, affirming self-worth and value. Lust is empty beer bottles, clouded thoughts, and broken curfews. It is physical gratification and emotional annihilation. Lust is a Top 40 song that everybody knows. Lust is right here, right now, with no consideration for tomorrow. A humid summer’s day – sweaty, hot, and immobilizing. It’s a thick, dark smoke that fills all the crevices of your self-loathing. Lust expires and decays, just like its root: the body. Lust is everything you want and nothing that you need. It is liquid desire, coursing through your veins. Lust is possession – temporal and passionate. Jet black, cherry red. Your favorite fear. Lust is personal anonymity. Friction.